Crave a Rebirth
I make the slow walk
of destiny towards the
grave of eternity
As the end approaches
and darkness arises, I
crave a rebirth
The mind is declining,
the body is deteriorating,
brave is accepting fate
Questions are asked
of my mortal soul
slave or free person
Memories start to fade
faces no longer known
waive creates unpredictability
Diffusion of thought
nightmarish recollections
cave of discombobulations
Reality torn asunder
simplicity now a difficulty
gave at birth, taken in age
What is seen, cannot be undone
what is felt, not explainable
wave of emotion, uncontrollable
Each hour a memory gone
Each day an ability lost
Rave, but no sense or sound
Dementia’s own death
comes with untold stress
stave of pain unleashed
I feel the coming
of the end, my reality a
grave of uncertainty
